Using my resources...From York...JMW

[The Outlaw]

What better time to return to REW than when the best of the best is once again World Champion? I know the feeling of packing 30lbs of gold very well, I wore the belt for quite some time after the title left the hands of none other than who?....Chris York!

Wow, seems like he might have a grudge. After all HE was the one who ended Blake's streak...and in the process I got the title the next week and out shine and out did him every fuckin' step of the way!

But York for at least a week has returned, ignoring the pecking order but simply proving the REW staff inferior. You see now a days in REW you don't have to work for anything, nope not even a title shot! Whoever yells the loudest and makes the biggest splash gets it....

And to top it off after having two title matches in one night, after having my best friend betray me my HERO, my IDOL, and one of my best friends Dozer helps York do this shit to me? WTF?!?!?

So sitting in my room, pissed off and of course knocking back a few cold ones with Ashlyn at my side I whip out my phone and dial up the baddest mother fucker this side of the mississippi....yep I'm talking about the D-Man, DOZER!

Ring...Ring...Ring...

[Dozer] "Holly, what's up?"

[Holiday] "Dude, really? You know what's up! How the hell are you gonna swing a bat on me and help Yorks worthless ass? Don;t you know just like Kyzer he's a sell out?"

[Dozer] "What don't kill 'ya makes you stronger. You gotta nut up or shut up!"

[Holiday] "I was royally screwed thanks to you dude. I legally won the title when York had me pin Dreamer, but he took it in a non sanctioned match! I'm still legally the champ!"

[Dozer] "Legal this, Legal That...Jigga Please, if you want legal advice call you a damn lawyer. If nothin' else I'll see ya 'round Holly!"

CLICK

...That...That Bastard!...He had a GooD POINT! I did indeed need a lawyer but not just any lawyer, a damn good one! Considering the turn of events John M White just might take the case for free...but where in the hell does one find John now a days that he's moved away?

TBC: By Hopefully somebody, damn women and work are keeping me away from the game!

[johnmwhite]

--Aaron "Fucking" Holiday considers just where one might track down a lawyer these days. His office has been demolished and abandoned weeks ago... demolished by Holiday, actually. Whoops, maybe that was a failure in that whole forward planning thing JMW seems to love so much. But never mind, it had been demolished before, multiple times, mostly by DreamKiller as he bashed his way through thousands and thousands of dollars' worth of security systems. You would think the REW staff would discipline members of the roster for wreaking havoc in the building and causing significant, repeated structural damage, but hey, it's wrestling. Though one has to wonder if the staff ever noticed the repairs and security upgrades were continually billed to the company via a certain lawyers' expense account...--

Aaron Holiday: Where could he be? A bar? Nah, that's The Rac. Dairy Queen? Pshaw! Singing karaoke somewhere downtown...? Yeah, maybe.

RING RING!

--Holiday picks up, wondering who could be calling him right now to interrupt his musing.--

Holiday: Dammit, Dozer, if you think--

Voice: Heeeeere's Johnny!

Holiday: Ahh! How did you know I was looking for you?

John Michael White: I'm a Sith Lord, we can read minds.

Holiday: Seriously, how did you know? That's freaky, man.

John Michael White: I'll tell you how I don't know. I don't know via an illegal wiretap on your line, I definitely don't know from that.

Holiday: ... Dammit. Well, whatever, right now I need a lawyer. That asshat York took MY title that I worked so hard for!

John Michael White: You worked hard? I thought I blasted Dreamer in the face with a fireball and then your unconscious body was laid on top of him...

Holiday: Never mind the technicalities, I still won... er... technically. Shut up! The point is it's my title and not York's, and I think we can make a case.

John Michael White: I already have the paperwork drawn up. Fear not, I shall be petitioning the REW senior staff quite soon.

Holiday: Thanks, man. This is pro bono, right?

John Michael White: Well... I certainly won't be asking for any financial compensation for my time, but you know there's no such thing as a free lunch, and one good turn deserves another.

Holiday: Yeah, I was afraid of that... What do you want?

John Michael White: We can discuss the details later. Just leave it to me.

--Before the real world champion can respond, there is a click, and the line goes dead.--

Holiday: Why do I feel like I just made a deal with the devil?

TBC by ?

[The Messenjah]

I come out onto the stage with a mic already in my hand I look at all the people in the crowd before I start walkin down the ramp and they are cheering me because they haven't seen me in ages I then start walking down to the ramp and I Walk up the steal steps and I get into the ring I Wipe of hairs and any dust off my dress...


---Hey Hey Ive been watching whats going on here in recent weeks and I couldn't do anything about it do to other reasons but I am here now and we have to make some order around here I have something to say and I don't care if you like what I have to say or not it doesn't matter to me...

---So I would like Aaron Dozer and York to get out here right now!

I wait patiently in the ring for the guys to come out here..

TBC?

[Mikah]

I come out and I have a mic in one hand and the other hand has my Case that I have won....I walk down the ramp and I slide inside the ring and I get up I look at my sister with a smile on my face she says to me that only I can here (What are you doing here?) as I start to talk my music dies down...

Yes I am here everybody! How are you lovely people doing? Icy calm down I'm here on a business note and I want everyone here to hear it...

The crowd is chanting my name over and over..

Calm down everyone I know you guys miss me...What I am doing here is cashing my Case in this week..I've been watching and I see that Mr. York has the title and I am cashing it in on him so SOO GET OUT HERE YORK AND FACE ME FOR THAT TITLE THAT YOU HAVE..

Icy with a surprise look on her face..

tbc?

[johnmwhite]

--To go with the theme of the unexpected happening, another theme hits and once more it is not one heralding the arrival of any of the three gentlemen invited down to ringside. "Everybody's Fool" by Evanescence blasts across the speakers and a spotlight strikes the stage like a meteor. Standing in that light, as though coming to earth with it, is a bald gentleman in a purple sports coat with black pants and the blackest, shiniest shoes this side of Wall Street. John Michael White stands on the stage, carrying a briefcase of his own, and the sterling silver microphone is in his hand.--

John Michael White: Wait just a minute now, Mikah. You may want to cash in your money in the bank guarantee, but you're not making a very sound investment here. Christopher York is not the REW World Champion. My client, Aaron Holiday, is. And the sooner the stooge Raven and Seth sent out here to mop up their mess clarifies that, the better. Because you will not see my client, Mister Holiday, until his world championship status is restored and the ridiculous, criminal match in which Mister York alleges to have won the REW World title is stricken from the record! My client is on strike! Do I make myself clear?

--John Michael White stands, awaiting an answer, cold blue eyes jerking between the curtain, the crowd and the ring, constantly conscious of the possibility of being bashed in the head from behind one more time.--

[DetroitMassacre MickeyMadness]

As JMW stands on the ramp eye balling the entrance ramp making sure that he isn't bashed from behind. My music hits and I come out from behind the curtains dressed in my custom purple suit, wearing my purple hat covering my long greenish yellow dreadlocks and my face is revealed that of a sadistic clown. As I raise my head with my mic in my hands. I stare at John and the 2 ladies standing in the ring. As they all are waiting for Holiday or York for that matter to come down and make there appearances.

I clear my throat and then take the cigarette out of my mouth, flicking it into the crowd. I then bring the mic up to my lips.[/b][/size]

Me: Are you kidding me! Cut my fucking music, let me get this straight Mikah wants a shot at York because he is the so called "Champion" Yeah right! I totally agree with you John, Holiday is officially the rightful owner of that title.[/b][/size]

Icy paces the ring back and forth as of what I just said. Mikah looks a little upset, but that's okay you see this is just business. I am standing there behind John Michael White with a grin on my face staring at the women in the ring.[/b][/size]

Me: John would you like to add anything to what I have just said? How about you two in the ring, the co-commishener, or the pint sized side kick of the co comish.[/b][/size]

To be continued...[/b][/size]

[The Outlaw]

The hand of God will strike the hour and REW History will once again be written by my hands. I am a hard driving force, I'm the one that makes shit happen and I'm GooD enough to make you all pay attention.

The events keep rolling, and the story just keeps getting wilder huh? Just sit back and relax and realize you've not seen anything yet. Icy was pacing the ring, or rather Sara Stone for that matter, either way in my eyes it's still my wife and she still carries my name! Back on topic, WAS pacing the ring was a key factor, for now with the added 3 people none of which were the original 3 she called out her life just got a little stressed and for a woman in her condition that wasn't good. She leaned against the ropes, though her face looked as anyone would have guessed to be aggravated they didn't realize it was because she was fighting back internal pain. As the packed crowd, the REW Superstars, a lawyer and everyone watching live on REW.COM glued their eyes upon her waiting for a reaction the one they got was hardly expected.

Icy's face turned pale white, then almost a shade of green and yellow as she turned to the outside of the ring and grasped the top rope. She opened her mouth but words didn't come out just the straining sound of..."UHHHHHHHAAAAAACCCCKK", hurled from the inside to the ground below came her dinner and for the lucky fan or two it splattered on they got a REW experience they'd never forget.

[Mikah] "Eww Sis, that's just nasty!"

[Icy] "I...I...I...couldn't help it."

Her sister looked into her tearing eyes now with concern...

[Mikah] "Are you okay?"

Icy clutches her stomach and rocks back and forth as she plops down to the canvas and Mikah now livid with fear pulls up her mic and yells across it.

[Mikah] "I need a medic and an EMT out here righ...."




The scream of "IT'S YOUR FUCKIN' NIGHTMARE!!" Screams out as Avenged Sevenfold's "Nightmare" bitch smacks the P.A. system signaling the arrival of the rightful REW World Champion, "The Outlaw" Aaron "Fuckin'" Holiday! And as the eyes search the entrance ramp looking for the half cocked smirk on my face they don't get it because as my lawyer already stated...I'm ON STRIKE!

However the Raven-Vision does come to life and my face is indeed on the screen, behind me is the familiar office of the one and only Co-Commish Icy Holiday in the background and before me is her large desk piled with papers...papers I had been rummaging through that is.

[Holiday] "She doesn't need a medic, in fact what she's going through is completely natural! You see I've been curious as to where my wife has been. I know all to well she's the kind to keep secrets, even those far away birthday parties with the Moneys got back to me though. But as of late she's been missing a LOT of work and a LOT of matches, almost if she has somewhere else to be on our card days. But for a woman of her stature surely she could have found a different day? But you didn't want a different day did you Icy? You don't wanna wrestle...well I wouldn't say want so much as YOU CAN'T! So when were you going to tell me?"

Icy's head was hung low and Mickey and Mikah pondered as to what in the blue hell I was getting at but John however paying close attention to my words as usual had already pieced it together and the lack of Icy's appearances suddenly made sense.

[Icy] "I don't know what you're talking about!"

[Holiday] "Despite what the paper work, the pictures, and what the doctors have said you still don't have a clue? If you don't I assure you that you don't have much time left!"

Icy's eyes pierce up at the screen and her face contorts full of rage.

[Icy] "Consider this over, everyone go to the back and Aaron I'll be sure you get your damn title!"

[Holiday] "That's NOT what I want...I want The TRUTH and I want to hear it now or I walk out of every one's life for good!"

[Icy] "You just want to live your whole damn life on stage don't you and you don't care about the lives of anyone else but yours! You selfish assho....."

[Holiday] "If I didn't care about anyone else we wouldn't be having this conversation! NOW TELL ME!!"

[Icy] "FINE! I'm PREGNANT with your child!"

The world turns their head in shock and awe and but one lone man dare raises his voice....

[JMW] "So umm, you still want me as your divorce lawyer?"

For atop the screen I glare down at him....

[JMW] "Right right, one case at a time. Never the less what was said still remains, Aaron Holiday will not compete or physically show until Justice is served and Seth or Mr. Raven fix this issue."

[Holiday] "But on a side note I WILL do this, because of his actions I will run a side by side gauntlet with Chris York after my title is restored. At the end of the gauntlet when I still have my title if he is successful I will award him with a shot but damn it if he forces his way into the title picture he merely proves that the halls of REW are painted with ignorance and the balance I am trying to restore will be to no avail! Two side by side gauntlets (OOC: 3-4 post cap) and at then end if he survives I will actually have an opponent worthy to be in the title picture...but I doubt Chris York will even be around for 2 weeks!"

[Chris York]

"It may not mean nothing to ya'll, but understand nothin was done for me so I don't plan on stoppin at all, I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man. I'm shutting shit down in the mall and telling every girl she the one for me. And I ain't even planning to call, I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man."

Drake's "Forever" plays throughout the arena. A whole plethora of REW "talent" stands in the ring. Lets see what we have two whores, Doink the Clown's down syndrome cousin, a lawyer who kinda looks like Moby and Billy Corgan's illegitimate son and a whine bitch who claims to be the REW champion even though he lost in the middle of the ring. This is when travesty of justice brings the true REW champion Chris York and Dozer to the stage. Dozer wielding his new and improved golden bat and York simply his championship belt.

York has a huge smile on his face as Holiday pierces a hole right through him with his eyes full of disdain. York slaps high fives and such with the fans while his music continues to play. However upon reaching the half way point to the ring Holiday has had enough of the bullshit.

||Aaron Holiday|| - I've had enough of the bullshit. Get your ass in the ring and make things right.

York slips off his shirt and tosses it into the crowd before hopping onto the ring apron. Mickey Madness motions as if he is going to attempt some sort of attack but he is kept back by Dozer and his trusty golden companion. The two enter the ring and York pulls a microphone from his back pocket. He takes a look at his championship before turning you Holiday.

||Chris York|| - Aaron listen up. I heard what you had to say about the side by side gauntlet. I think that is a fantastic idea. Only one tiny little problem.

||Aaron Holiday|| - Oh yeah and whats that?

||Chris York|| - You see I'm the REW World Champion and I don't answer to you. You don't make decisions for Chris York. John Michael White doesn't make decisions for Chris York. And even Sarah Stone despite what she believes doesn't make decisions for Chris York. I signed a contract that states I only answer to Scotty Raven. So as far as I'm concerned you have a nice vacation or strike whatever you want to call it.

||Aaron Holiday|| - Listen you asshole I...

||Chris York|| - You lost to me in the center of the ring. Everybody saw it. So what I suggest is you quit crying and hit up South Florida you're starting to look pale. I am going back to my hotel to party with several naked college girls who enjoy wearing nothing but MY championship belt.

Holiday opens his mouth to speak again as York begins to walk away. However Holiday is silenced by the hand of Dozer which grabs his jaw and closes it. He gives Aaron a smug smirk and is on his way along side his new comrade. York stops in his track tho and grabs the mic.

||Chris York|| - Oh yeah one more thing.

As soon as York finishes that sentence Dozer drives the fat end of his bat into the throat of Mickey Madness who collapses to the mat gasping for air. JMW and Holiday both motion towards the pair but Dozer holds them at bey with his bat. York chuckles to himself and the fans cheer in approval.

||Chris York|| - Madness stick to mid card situation. Nobody fucking likes you.

||John Michael White|| - That is kinda true.

||Aaron Holiday|| - I hate to admit it but hes right you pretty much suck more than Midas Touch at an all you can eat night at Chip N Dales.

Dozer and York now out of the ring begin up the ramp but Im sure something stops them from leaving. So who comes out next or interferes or grows tentacles that rap them up like giant octopus sucking the life from mega shark?

[Scotty Raven]

My ring is slowly filling one by one with wrestlers and staff alike etch wanting to get that much closer to a title shot. Confusion runs wild to who is the real world champion or who should be, Mickey sits in the corner as Dozer stands over him with his new and improved bat pressed into his chest, York stands in the middle of the ring looking up the aisle at the Raven Vision at Aaron Holiday.

::John Michael White:: Guy’s the point of the matter remains the same my client Mr. Holiday wont……

His mouth moves but no sound comes over the air, John looks down at the microphone and pats the top waiting for the echoed sound to boom from the sound systems but gets nothing. John throws down his arms his mouth still going like the clappers. York points and laughs at the enraged layer picking up his own microphone to use the time to have a laugh at John’s expense but much like the layer York finds himself just talking to himself.

The entrance way is suddenly light up with a spot light shaping out a black siluet in the background, every one stops and looks to the spot light as it’s made clear to whom it is as the short fellow steps out along side John white.

::Allyson Cowell:: Oh look out I know who that is.

::Simon Layfiled:: Yeah me too but he scares me.

::Allyson Cowell:: Why?

::Simon Layfiled:: Because he don’t speak English he speaks another planet language and he is always so cold looking, his face is always mean don’t you think.

::Allyson Cowell:: He is Chinese you clown it’s not another planet you know, also he’s Mr. Raven’s very loyal personal bodyguard.

Tong Cat stands next to John White on top of the aisle his arms folded back resting on his lower back standing still, John looks him up and down waiting for the much shorter man to say some thing but he just stands still looking down into the ring. The presidents sky box lights up by a spot light and then the window is slowly slide open stubbing up a large cigar I walk to the open window pulling down my jacket letting it sit tidy.

::Mr. Raven:: Ladies and gentlemen I understand every one wants to be the champion and stand as the best in the company and for some of you the best in the world but that can only be one of you. Although both of you that lay claim to the title are very worthy men of being the world champion but only one of you will be.

I pick up a clip board and place it down in front of me on the window frame I tap my gold pen on the paper. Tong starts to walk his way down the aisle stopping at the foot of the ring, Dozer steps back but points his bat at Tong then back at Mickey who is starting to look more and more pissed off sat in the corner.

::Mr. Raven:: So until this mess is sorted out I think it’s only right that I back my world title and give you guys just what you want… a double gantlet match and come the end of the gantlet if and only if you two survive it you will get to face of for the REW World title, so Mr. Cat if you would please take possession of my title and Mr. York if you would be so kind as to hand it over.

Chris York less then happy with having to hand the title over look up at Aaron’s face on the Raven Vision then down at Tong who’s holding out a hand. York backs up thinking it over for a second but having enough faith in himself to win the gantlet he hands the title over to Tong. Who wraps it up in instantly makes his way to the back.

::Mr. Raven:: Now that we all on track this is how it’s going to go this week on Wrath you etch will have two matches if you should choices to be on strike and not show up for you match Mr. Holiday that’s fine by me because that strike will be a unpaid strike and the opponent that you choice to leave high and dry will take your place in the gauntlet.

The fans cheer and clap, I stand quiet till they quiet down before I continue.

::Mr. Raven:: But don’t think for one moment that I’m being one sided here because the same goes to you too Mr. York if any of you should lose your matches that person that beat you will instantly take your place and be in line for a world title match. Now for your first matches with will take place on the up coming Wrath.

The fans pipe up again cheering and whistling waving around they banners and posters, again I wait for them to go silent before I speak again, by this time my office door opens and Tong Cat returns with my title in hands placing it down on my desk.

::Mr. Raven:: Match one for you Mr. York will be against the man you believe should remain in the mid card area that man being Mickey Madness….

Mickey smiles stirring up at Chris York. Dozer stands between them not wanting any thing to brake out till the time is right. My attentions turn to the Raven Vision.

::Mr. Raven:: And you Mr. Holiday gets to fight some one you should have got to know a little better Mikah.

I look down at Mikah who is at the side of her sister sat Icy.

::Mr. Raven:: Mikah you wanted to cash in the case well congratulations job done if you beat Mr. Holiday your one step closer to being on your way to world title… So good luck to you both I’ll being seeing both of you on Wrath and Mr. White we need to speak business you know where my office is don’t keep me waiting.

I step away from the window returning to me desk and Tong closes the window.

End!